9. May its morning stars grow dark.May it wait for daylight but have none;may it not see the breaking of dawn.
10. For that night did not shutthe doors of my mother’s womb,and hide sorrow from my eyes.
11. Why was I not stillborn;why didn’t I die as I came from the womb?
12. Why did the knees receive me,and why were there breasts for me to nurse?